I will resume my kitchen "series" (!!!) later. Now, for something different, I will recount my nightmare. A bonafide frugal dream. A glimpse into pathology.
Mr. FS and I were going to graduate school. (In real life, we met in college and re-met in grad school.) I had decided to go to U of Illinois (fictional), a public institution where I had a tuition waiver. Mr. FS had decided to go the U of Chicago,a private institution, with a half tuition waiver (also fictional; we went to a different school).
Frugal Scholar shrieking in dream: "But the tuition at Chicago is almost $50,000/year! You will have to take out loans for $25,000/year! For at least 4 years!"
Mr. FS: "I didn't realize that." (looks downcast)
FS: "We can both go to Illinois!"
Mr. FS: "I forgot to apply!"
FS: "I just want to be middle-class!"
Then, readers, I awoke.